One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

"Behind Daoist Huang Long is the Jingming Sect, which has some influence throughout the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. Now that Daoist Huang Long has fallen at your hands, this matter may not be so easily settled." Shang Mengting took a deep breath and slowly began to speak according to the planned script.

"I’m well aware of these things; there’s no need for you to tell me," Su Heng said dismissively. "Since they’ve chosen to intervene, they should be prepared to have their claws chopped off."

"They might not resort to direct force, but exert influence in other areas," Shang Mengting suggested.

"Oh?" Su Heng’s face displayed a keen interest. Stay tuned to

"For example, by taking advantage of the opening of the Mythical Battlefield, they could impose a blockade on the region around the Jiang E, leaving you isolated and without support," Shang Mengting said.

"So, the purpose of your visit is?"

"Although the Shang Family is no longer as glorious as it once was, some channels and connections have remained. Perhaps through these channels, we might be able to provide assistance to you." Shang Mengting had gathered detailed information on Su Heng before coming.

He was a man of considerable arrogance, but indeed terrifyingly powerful.

Faced with such a being, any scheming would only invite contempt. And at a time of uncertainty, such an emotional change could signify a significant loss for the family. Hence, Shang Mengting opted for an open strategy, not hiding anything but simply taking the opportunity to present what she could offer.

"If possible, we will do our best to ensure the matter is handled well," Shang Mengting replied.

Su Heng’s gaze lingered on Shang Mengting’s face for a moment, and she fearlessly looked up into Su Heng’s eyes. Indeed, her eyes sparkled with sincerity.

But unfortunately...

"It’s a good idea," Su Heng said. "But now is not the right time."

"The right time?" Shang Mengting did not expect such an answer, her large eyes widening in confusion on her delicate face.

Su Heng rarely had patience but explained, "Adding flowers to the brocade is not the same as sending charcoal in the snowy weather. Besides, I’m not very easy-going. I only like it when others ask me for things, not when I have to supplicate myself to them."

"No, there’s no need for you to do that," Shang Mengting hurriedly said. "We can take care of these trivial matters. We promise, on our lives, that we will give you a satisfactory response."

Su Heng waved his hand and turned away. "My mind is made up."

Shang Mengting stared blankly at his broad back, filled with questions in her mind. For a moment, she was almost too unsettled to think. Just then, the door opened, and two Dragon Guards appeared at the entrance, making a gesturing motion with their hands.

Taking a deep breath, Shang Mengting forcibly suppressed her chaotic thoughts.

Her lips pursed, the smile on her face vanished. She kneeled in respect to Su Heng and then slowly bowed her head and left the room.

Out in the corridor, the bright sunlight shone through the windows. There, a dark and slender silhouette was waving at her.

On closer inspection, it was Qin Shunying.

In her hands, she held a thick book; on the protruding balcony, a cup and tea set were placed, with wisps of white steam rising.

After hesitating for a moment.

Shang Mengting stepped over to Qin Shunying.

Qin Shunying picked up the teapot, filled a cup to the brim, and gently presented it to Shang Mengting.

"Are you waiting here specifically to mock me?" As core members of the younger generation from Immortal Sect families, the two had known each other for quite some time. Although their relationship was superficial, they could be considered friends.

But as soon as she said that, Shang Mengting regretted it.

It wasn’t that she feared damaging their relationship—Qin Shunying wouldn’t care about such trifles. But saying that was to admit a mistake in judgment, and Shang Mengting, who was typically proud, found that hard to accept.

"It seems your conversation didn’t go successfully," Qin Shunying said, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear with a smile.

Shang Mengting’s gaze paused on her face, noting that Qin Shunying’s smile contained no mockery.

Only then did she let out a soft sigh, her nearly overflowing hostility abating somewhat, and her tense shoulders relaxed.

"Thank you!" Shang Mengting first held the teacup and took a sip.

Then, with a slight frown, she said, "I admit I had personal motives, but it should’ve been a mutually beneficial and win-win cooperation. I don’t understand why he would refuse."

"Perhaps he’s confident in his own strength and believes he can win alone twice," Qin Shunying said with a smile.

"But this is the Mythical Battlefield."

Shang Mengting bit her lip slightly, saying in a low voice, "It’s not just a powerful enemy or a force but a whole world. Can one conquer a world alone? Even the great founder faced various interest exchanges, compromises, and helplessness in his conquest of the land."

"But he is Su Heng, not the progenitor from those years." Qin Shunying said, "You understand the Mythical Battlefield, but you lack a deeper understanding of him."

"Perhaps…" Shang Mengting finished her cup of tea in one gulp, then gently placed it down. She looked at Qin Shunying’s cheeks, unsure if she had seen a flash of admiration on the other’s face when mentioning that name.

Shang Mengting said, "Time will prove everything, and that time won’t be too long."

"We are both still young, indeed we can afford to wait." Qin Shunying smiled.

"Tell him, I am still willing to cooperate with him, but by then, the price may not be the same as it is now." Shang Mengting’s gaze lingered briefly in the grand sunlight outside the window, Baihua County was bustling with people, and from the square, she could faintly hear the low grunts of Martial Artists enduring and refining their vitality and blood.

This was indeed a vibrant scene, hard to come by even in remote Jianghué, not to mention the more developed regions of Changyue and Linjiang.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Sister Qin." Shang Mengting withdrew her gaze and gave Qin Shunying a slight bow. Then, without hesitation, she turned and left.

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Meng Huan acted quickly.

The scroll had just been delivered recently, and the first batch of supplies needed by Su Heng, under the escort of two elders from Wuji Sword Sect, arrived at Baihua County.

After confirming the receipt without errors, Su Heng wasted no time and began his cultivation.

Using the Heavenly Demon Technique to absorb and refine the residual spiritual power within the divine statues was a shortcut. Su Heng’s spiritual power increased rapidly, even outstripping the measuring range of the Silver Cage Sky Cup. However, as these means were somewhat unorthodox, such a rapid increase still had some potential future troubles.

Take, for example, the recent conversation with Shang Mengting. Unconsciously, Su Heng’s words and deeds placed immense spiritual pressure on those around him.

It seemed as if he had become more majestic with the increase in strength.

But in reality, it was not so.

At its core, this situation was a manifestation of being unable to control one’s power smoothly. Su Heng’s strength was increasing rapidly, but every step was solid; he was not just blindly pursuing speed. Otherwise, with his talent, he would have probably already broken through to a realm above Heavenly Deceit by now.

"I need to start cultivating the Sword Refining Technique," Su Heng murmured.

The second realm within Heavenly Deceit, named Qi Control, involved fusing one’s own spiritual power with energy. Among the various cultivation methods at this realm, Wuji Sword Sect’s Sword Refining Technique had its unique aspects.

It not only tempered spiritual power but was also an infinitely powerful and profound technique for combat against foes.

Perfecting the Sword Refining Technique should stabilize the overly rapid growth of spiritual power.

Moreover, upon breaking through to the third realm of Heavenly Deceit, the domain where Qin Shunying and others resided, the further transformation of spiritual power would allow for initial contact with Divine Skills.

Then, the Divine Skills obtained from within the statues could be condensed into marks within the will of the spirit. This would enhance both the power and the speed of releasing the Divine Skills.

As for the effects brought by Divine Skills in combat,

From his battle with Huang Long, Su Heng had already gained deep experience.

And the demons that could give Su Heng considerable help during the previous battles were gradually losing their effectiveness as his strength grew.

For instance, the "Skeleton Dragon Armor" that Su Heng had once formed with effort through a blood sacrifice, the gravity control it provided, which amounted to a few thousand tons, was practically a joke against a Demigod, an Earth Immortal... or even slightly stronger Heavenly Deceits like Qin Shunying.

But if, as Meng Huan said, the "Gravity Manipulation" within "Skeleton Dragon Armor" could be condensed into a Divine Power Mark,

Then, by that time, the range and power of Gravity Manipulation would directly link to Su Heng’s spiritual power. With Su Heng’s current spiritual strength propelling it, even the same move would result in entirely different effects, utterly incomparable to before.

"During the time of my seclusion, I leave the matters in Baihua County to you," Su Heng said inside the study on the fifth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, patting Li Hongxiu on the shoulder. Li Hongxiu set aside the secret manual she was holding and made a no-problem gesture towards Su Heng.

Su Heng stepped out the door, leaving behind a broad-shouldered silhouette for Li Hongxiu.

Arriving at the first floor.

In the dimly lit hall, two Dragon Guards nodded respectfully to Su Heng.

They stepped aside, and behind them, as the stone door slowly closed, a dark and deep corridor appeared before Su Heng. He stepped directly into it, felt a chill rush towards him, his wide robe fluttering and soon vanished into the dense darkness.

Behind Su Heng, the thunderous sound of friction echoed once more as the stone door rose upwards, seamlessly fitting into the surrounding walls.

With the increase in Su Heng’s stature, the previously situated secret chamber beside the study was no longer suitable.

In the past few days, Su Heng had people dig a new cultivation chamber below the Demon Suppression Tower. Also paved with glowing stones, this space was more spacious, and because it was underground, any disturbances wouldn’t be too exaggerated.

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